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Nesbitt Memorial Library Journal

page 26 May the first 1836 home.Sunday morningWe camped near the house Father said wecouldn't go in till morning. uncle James toldMother the floor had ben torn up by the Mexicanssearching for Eggs. he would have put the housein order but his shoulde and arm were so painfulhe Could not work. as soon as it was light Enoughfor us to see we went to the hous. the firt sightwas the hogs Runing out Fathers book-case onthe ground broke open. books meicin and otherthing on the ground. hogs sleeping on them. whenMrs. West children sister and I got to the doorthere was one big hog that wouldnt go out tillFather shot at him. then we Cildren began pickingup books. we Could not find the little booksColonel Travis gave us but found broken toysthat belong to the dear little sister that died.through the joy and Excitemen since the battleof San Jacinto we had forgot our sadbereavement. the first thing Father did afterbreakfast was to go to the corn field. he hadplanted corn the first of March. it needed plwing.he didnnt waite till Manday or to put the house inorder but began plowing. his fled was in thebottom. he had hidden his plows in the bottom.page 27 seven at homeSunday May the first 1836Mothe said I should ride Mrs. West horse andgo to Stfford's point and bring brother Granvillhome I didnt want to go. sister said I could wareher bonnet. my dress was very much the worseof ware shoes down at the heels dirty stockingdress pind at the back. I was greatly embar-rassed. knew all the boys were at the point amongthem my boy lover - William Dyer. I done all theprinping that circumstancs would permit. plattedmy hair. had had my head & face wraped inatable Cloth till my face was as white as snow.when I got to the point ther were more than 100people there. men women Children negros124

Mexicans nany of the Mexicann sick andwounded. I never seen such adirty rag-ged croud.the boys were with out shoes and hats theirehair dow on theire sholders. after I met themdidnt feel ashamed of my ap-pearance. brothergot his horse we went home. was not neare theburnt building the plantation was in the bottomon Oyster Creek. the Stafford family used thethe house at the point for a summer residencand as they brought theire negros out of thebottom during the summer there were agoodmany housis at the point.page 28Sunday May 1st 1836 homeWhen brother and I got home found Mother andMrs. West at the washtub. I was shock asmother allways had kept the sabbat day holy atnoon Father and brother put down the floor. Mrs.Wests girls and myself scoured the floor and wemoved in Mrs. West took abucket and wentback to giv her sick ox water found the ox dead.brothe helpe Mrs West to move home that eving.Mother was very despondent. but Father is hope-ful says texas would gane her Independ-enceand become agreat nation. uncle James Wellscame home with two mexicans for servants putthem to work in the corn field. there was nowascar-ci-ty of bread. the people came back incrowds stoping at Harris-burg and in ourneighborhood acolony of Irish that left sanpatricio. in february stopped at Stafford point.Father had hid some of our things in the bottomamoung them abig chest mother packed it withbeding, Clothing and things she couldnt take whenwe left home after afew days uncle and brotherhauld the chest and other things home that oldblue chest proved to be a treasure. when weleft home we wore our best cloths now our bestCloting was in the chest among them my oldsunbon-net. I was prouder of that old bonne thanin after years ofawhite lace bonnet my husbandgave me.